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Beastiality 14 – Bob Expands Her Duties

Molly was working with Fernando in the training room when the doorbell rang.

Fernando was a 9 month old Rottweiler, and Bob and Molly were getting him to understand the ‘Mount’ command. Fernando was enthusiastic but still a bit confused. He liked to lunge up onto Molly’s back, hump three or four times, then slide back off of her without connecting.

But this time, to Molly’s immense relief, his cock happened to hit her vaginal opening, and he shoved it in. Molly was grateful for the natural lubrication provided by her excitement of the idea of a good fucking, because Fernando started pumping hard and fast.

That was precisely when the doorbell rang. Fernando ignored it, happily humping his bitch. Bob had emphasized to Molly several times that during training, “When a dog is doing what we want, never confuse him by stopping his actions prematurely.” So Molly stayed in position under Fernando. That left Bob to answer the door. He left the training room, quietly closing the door behind him.

A few minutes later, the training room door began opening. Molly turned her head to ask Bob, “Who was at the door?” But the words were never spoken, stuck in Molly’s mouth, because Bob was holding the door open for a woman Molly didn’t know. The stranger, a tall redhead wearing a light blue dress, gasped audibly when she saw the dog fucking Molly. The woman’s eyes widened with shock, her eyebrows raised, and her rose colored lips formed an ‘O’ of surprise. She actually stopped, framed in the doorway.

“Please go right in, Lucy. Molly doesn’t mind,” Bob assured her.

“Molly does mind!” Molly thought, but did not articulate that thought. She was extremely embarrassed to be seen like this. Naked, on her hands and knees, her ass up, a dog drooling on her back, happily rutting his cock in her cunt.

For her part, Lucy was aghast. She had come to see Bob to discuss the concept of dog sex, yes. But she had not been prepared to walk in on it happening.

“Lucy is thinking about getting a dog, and wanted to ask some questions,” Bob explained nonchalantly. “Since she arrived during a training session, I figured she should observe a dog in action.” Molly noticed he did not mention Lucy’s last name, nor did he furnish her with Molly’s, which suited her fine.

Fernando, apparently distracted by this talking, dismounted from Molly, briefly exposing her opened cunt to Lucy. However, to her relief, before she could instruct the dog to mount her again, he did so of his own volition, He was finally associating the command word with the action, and seemed determined to finish this breeding. The interruptions, however, had caused Molly’s excitement to ebb. She was probably not going to be able to cum for this sweet canine lover this time, not that the dog would actually care.

Molly knew that she had to let Fernando continue, even with this woman stranger watching. Her attention now more on the presence of this intruder than the cock hammering in her cunt, Molly looked more closely at the newcomer. She observed her facial features, petite breasts, narrow waist, and the lovely legs that showed from about three inches above her knees down to her feet, which were inserted into stylish heels that matched the color of her dress. The woman clearly had both money and good taste.

Thinking it over briefly, Molly was relieved this was a stranger, and not a local towns-person. She’d have to have a conversation with Bob about the likelihood of someone she knew showing up to see her like this. She focused her attention back to Fernando, softly crooning to him, lest he get distracted again.

But Fernando had regained his focus. Like most dogs, once he felt a cunt wrapped around his cock, his sole purpose in life became to fuck it and release his seed.

He pressed his knot against her, but in his inexperience did not actually shove it in. The contact of his knot with Molly’s cunt opening was enough to trigger him though. He started squirting his cum into her tunnel, discharging a fair amount for his first time. Molly knew his loads would increase with practice.

After giving her a final squirt of semen, Fernando hopped off her and went over to the wall, laid down, and started licking his cock clean. Molly scooted over to where he was, highly cognizant of the slimy trail of dog cum her cunt was drooling in her wake. Regardless of that, she knew if was important to praise the dog, to reinforce his correct behavior.

As she was petting Fernando, whispering what a good boy he was, Bob said, “I’ll take Lucy into the sitting room, Molly. Please join us there when you’re ready.” Both he and the woman left the training room.

In the bathroom, Molly first cleaned herself off with a towel, then used the toilet, and wiped away what had drained out of her as she sat, peeing. She inserted a tampon to stop any further leaking from her cunt, and donned the simple gray dress she used for training, since it slipped on and off easily. Fixing her hair, and giving herself a once over in the bathroom mirror, she padded barefoot to the sitting room, and sat on a chair facing Lucy.

“So, what would you like to know?” she asked with a friendly tone.

Lucy was conflicted, embarrassed to ask what was uppermost on her mind. She started with more peripheral questions. “Do all dogs hump that fast?”

Molly grinned, “They do seem to have only one speed – full speed. They’re very vigorous lovers.”

“You consider them lovers?” Lucy asked with a tone of disbelief.

“Well, yes, I do. They greet me when they see me with those adoring eyes. They’ll cuddle me when I need cuddling. They have sex with me when I need it. They seem so focused on giving me pleasure. We don’t actually have ‘pillow talk’ together, but they have some very expressive vocalizations. They’re very good lovers.”

“So they can cuddle with us?”

Smiling, Molly answered, “Yes. They can sense when we need their presence. If I am on my side, a dog may scoot into the embrace of the curl of my body, or may even press against my back, spooning me with his comforting presence.”

Lucy was getting comfortable enough to approach her real area of concern. She started with, “You make this sound very ideal, Molly. But when it comes to… shall I call it ‘love making’? That seems strange to say about a dog.”

“No, the word ‘fucking’ doesn’t bother me. It’s rather primal and earthy. So when you’re fucking with a dog – does it hurt?”

Molly wanted to giggle, since Lucy suddenly sounded so serious. But she understood why this woman, who had never been mounted by a dog, would be worried about this. Still, to lighten the mood, she decided to reply, “It can. Scratches on your back are not fun – or easy to explain. Did you notice that Fernando was wearing booties on his front paws to prevent this?”

“I saw that, and immediately understood why he had them. But… but… what I meant was…” Lucy took a deep breath. “I meant does it hurt… um.. down there?” She pointed down at the general region where her two thighs met.

“Oh… you’re asking if it hurts your pussy? It depends. How well do you lube, Lucy?” Molly asked, trying to adopt a delicate tone of voice.

Lucy paused to think how to tactfully answer such a direct, intimate question. After a bit, she replied, “My husband has not had sex with me for over 6 months. I think I’m usually rather dry down there.” She did not make eye contact with either Molly or Bob as she made this admission.

Molly answered truthfully, “Well, if a dog shoves his thick, stiff cock into any dry hole, that can be painful. If you’re really not lubing naturally, you might try squirting in a nice water-based lubricant first, just as a precaution. I personally find that dog sex is usually not painful, if I relax.” Molly followed this declaration with, “But, if the dog licks you for a while, you might cum from that, and your tunnel would be nicely wet and ready for his dick.”

Lucy uttered hesitantly, “The dog.. licks you?”

“Oh my. Yes, they’re wonderful at oral sex. Would you like to experience it for yourself? Would that be OK, Bob? Molly said, turning to him.

“Sure it’s OK. If Lucy wants to try it,” he answered helpfully.

Lucy hemmed and hawed, “Well, I don’t know.”

Molly could tell that Lucy was feeling shy. She smiled and stated, “Look Lucy. You saw me completely naked. You saw me on my hands and knees, letting a dog fuck my cunt. That sort of intimacy surely should break the ice, don’t you think?”

When, after a few moments she failed to continue, Molly asked her, “Yes Lucy? What is it? You’re among friends here. It’s OK to tell us.”

“Would you.” There was another pause. Finally Lucy got the courage to burst out, “I’m kind of scared. Would you hold me while the dog does that? Am I asking too much of you?”

Molly smiled, and gently patted the woman’s hand. “You’re certainly not asking too much. I’d be happy to hold you. There’s room enough on the couch for me to sit behind you, with you sitting at the edge.” Turning again to Bob, Molly asked, “Which dog you recommend for this?”

“I think Spike is the perfect candidate,” Bob replied. “I’ll go fetch him.” So saying, Bob went out the back door towards the kennels.

Lucy swallowed visibly, still nervous, and nodded. Reaching up under her skirt without unduly raising it’s hem, her hands emerged, dragging down – what else – panties that exactly matched the hue of Lucy’s dress. She stepped free of them, and hastily stuffed them into her purse.

Before Bob returned, Lucy whispered to Molly, “Does Bob have to be present during this? I’m not certain I want him staring at my… my… ummm.”

Molly almost giggled. “Your privates?” she whispered back.

Lucy blushed a fetching shade of red and nodded.

“No. He doesn’t have to be with us,” Molly assured her. “Spike’s a very good boy, and he’ll obey me.”

Molly walked over to the couch. She sat, scooted herself back, and hiked up her skirt to let her thighs separate far enough to create a space in which Lucy could sit. She opened her arms in an inviting gesture and said, “Please join me over here.”

Lucy obeyed, sitting rather primly at the edge of the couch between Molly’s legs. Minutes later, the door opened and Spike trotted into the room. Spike was a full-sized brown and white American bulldog, and his dark brown eyes sparkled with intelligence. Molly looked over Lucy’s shoulder as Spike approached the couch.

“Spike. Sit,” Molly commanded. The dog promptly dropped down onto his haunches. She then addressed Bob, “Bob, Lucy has requested privacy for this experiment. I’ll call you when were done, OK?”

Bob’s eyes registered surprise, but he didn’t protest. The phrase ‘the customer is always right’ may have been what went through his mind as he responded, “Oh. OK. Just let me know.” With that, he left the room with as much dignity as he could muster, having been virtually dismissed by his assistant.

“All right Lucy. I want to show you how obedient our dogs are. You see how nicely Spike is sitting, awaiting whatever command may be given. Before we begin, do you want to take your dress off completely?”

“That’s fine. But we don’t want to get your dress wet, so pull your skirt all the way up past your waist, to get it out of the way. Sit at the very edge of the couch on your bare butt with your thighs wide apart, OK?” Molly suggested.

Lucy didn’t vocalize an answer, but she grasped the hem of her dress, and lifted her pelvis slightly to move its material out from under her as she slipped her now naked butt forward a couple of inches. “Like this?” she asked.

“Yes. You’re doing fine. Notice that even though you’re showing your pussy to Spike, and he’s eyeing it intently, he hasn’t moved. That’s because he hasn’t been given a command. You don’t want a dog acting up at an inopportune moment.”

“You can, if you wish, but it’s not necessary. Let’s let Spike do the honors this time. Ready?” Molly inquired with a gentle tone of voice.

Lucy tensed slightly, grasping Molly’s thighs with hands that shook a bit, still fearing the unknown. But she gamely said, “Yes.”

Addressing the waiting dog, Molly commanded, “Spike. Lick.”

Spike walked forward between Lucy’s spread thighs. She first felt his fur brushing against her as he moved in close. Then his tongue flicked out several times, coursing along Lucy’s labia with their fine, reddish covering of pubic hairs. Within moments, the hair was matted down, and Spike’s tongue had found the slit between her labia.

“That feels pretty good, actually,” Lucy said, her voice tinged with surprise. Then she jerked in Molly’s arms as Spike’s tongue plowed her furrow, causing a surge of sensations that shocked the woman in their intensity. “OMG!” she cried, digging her hands into Molly’s thighs. Molly tightened her grip around Lucy’s waist to stop her from falling off the couch.

Both women heard the slurping noises Spike was making as his tongue ravished the redhead. His cool, wet nose was pressed against Lucy’s clit as he drilled his tongue deeply into her vagina. Lucy groaned loudly as his sensuous tongue reached depths that she had never been able to reach with her own fingers. Her cunt reacted with the onset of a copious flow of juices.

Spike flicked the tip of his tongue over the deepest part of Lucy’s vaginal wall, and upward across the button of her cervix. She shrieked with pleasure, vibrating in Molly’s grasp. Spike’s lapping intensity increased as Lucy fed him her fluids. His tongue quickly forced her into her first orgasm.

“OOOOoooooo, I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” Lucy howled. The dog continued licking her cunt as Molly held her tightly. The woman either did not know she should tell Molly when she wanted the dog to stop, or else she was greedy for yet another climax. Probably the latter, because without censoring her own actions, Lucy grabbed Molly’s hands and pulled them up to her breasts, as Spike continued wolfing down her fluids.

Molly enjoyed the feeling of cupping Lucy’s tits, loving how they filled her palms, but she was afraid Lucy would bounce her pelvis off the edge of the couch in her arousal. Quickly Molly lifted her bare feet up off the floor and hooked them over Lucy’s thighs, pinning her in place. Lucy lolled her head back into the space between Molly’s neck and shoulder, surrendering fully now. She closed her hands over Molly’s, pressing to encourage Molly to squeeze her breasts.

Molly had no qualms about doing so.

Wanting Lucy to fully give in to this new experience, Molly massaged the woman’s tits while using pressure on her thighs to hold her fully open to Spike’s tongue.

Soon a long, gasping, keening sound came from Lucy’s throat as her body rocked with another mind-blowing orgasm. Her writhing was amazing, forcing Molly to hold her extra tightly as she bounced in place, Spike never letting up.

“Please. No more,” Lucy finally moaned softly. “I can’t handle another one like that,” she rasped with a throat dried out from her attempts to catch her breath.

“Spike. Good Boy. Spike. Sit,” Molly said with a loving tone of voice. The dog promptly stopped licking, and planted his butt on the floor where he was. Lucy slumped completely into Molly embrace. Molly unhooked her feet from Lucy’s thighs.

After cuddling the woman for several minutes, Molly slipped out from behind her, easing her back to rest on the couch, eyes closed. Fetching a towel, she gently cleaned Lucy’s cunt and thighs, since they were still wet with Spike’s saliva, mixed with Lucy’s cum juices.

As Molly was cleaning her off, Lucy opened her eyes. She flushed with embarrassment when she realized how exposed she was to Molly’s eyes at this moment. But she had to say what was uppermost on her mind. “That was… amazing! Simply amazing, Molly! I’ve never responded to oral sex like that before.”

Grinning, Molly’s eyes twinkled as she stated, “You had a couple of very intense climaxes, that’s for sure. I wasn’t positive I could keep you from falling off the couch, you were bouncing so hard.”

Swallowing hard, Lucy inquired, “And a dog would do that for me – maybe once a week?”

Molly laughed merrily. “A dog would do that every day! Even more than once a day, if you needed it. They love licking like that.”

Lucy’s eyes glazed over a bit, thinking about cumming that hard every day. Gathering her thoughts, she asked, “What about sex? Is it that good?”

“Let me put it this way, Lucy. Having a dog make me cum from licking my cunt is wonderful. But I prefer feeling his cock ramming my pussy with animalistic passion and fervor. Intellectually, I know that he’s really only trying to ‘get his rocks off’ as they say. But it feels like I’ve got a lover whose focused intensity has only one goal – to force me to cum over and over again.”

Lucy’s eyes squinted reflexively, hearing this, and imagining what that must be like. Molly noticed the woman crossing her thighs tightly in a subconscious gesture to apply pressure against her cunt.

“So you usually cum when a dog fucks you? Lucy asked, her manner growing bolder now.

“More than once, almost every time. And when the dog knots me…”

“Wait! What does that mean? Knots you?” Lucy broke in.

By way of explanation, Molly began with, “You should ask Bob to show you the full length of a dog’s penis. At its base is a large swelling, called the dog’s ‘knot’ although I’m not quite sure why. Have you ever seen dogs fucking?”

“Well yes, although I was not watching them closely,” Lucy answered almost defensively.

“Did you notice if they sort of got ‘stuck together’ as they finished?”

Lucy grinned. “Yes, someone remarked about that, so I did notice it. They were stuck for about 10 minutes that way. The male had turned around, too! They were ass to ass – I thought that must be painful to his penis, being bent between his legs.”

Molly got a very impish grin on her face. “Maybe we should bring Bob in here and strip him. I bet we could place him on his hands and knees and bend his erect dick straight out behind him without causing him any problems.” She continued in a confidential whisper, “I’ve even made one or two of my lovers cum in that position, with no complaints at all.”

Lucy’s eyes widened as she laughed at that image.

“Anyway,” Molly continued, “at such moments the dogs are sort of tied together, so I guess that’s why the word ‘knot’ is applied to that penis structure. Come to think of it, Spike is right here. I’m sure he’d be willing to show you. Spike. Side,” she instructed the dog.

Spike gracefully – for a bulldog – lowered himself onto his side. Since he was familiar with this pose being a prelude to cock play, the tip of his cock protruded from its furry sleeve.

Molly knelt behind his back, so she would not block Lucy’s view. Gently she tickled and stroked Spike’s cock, getting more and more of it to emerge. She looked up at Lucy, noting the woman was watching with avid attention. Spike’s knot finally emerged, and Molly stroked, teased and stimulated it, helping it engorge with blood. Lucy’s interested smile changed into a look of dismay when she saw the size of the resulting knot, held on display by Molly’s hand encircling its root.

“That,” Lucy squeaked, “goes inside us?”

Molly got dreamy-eyed. “It sure does. But don’t worry. Look. It’s a lot smaller than a baby’s head, so it causes no damage to our vagina. The dog works it inside before its completely inflated. Interactions between it and our cunt muscles work the final magic. It finishes swelling up, sealing the cunt opening. The dog then instinctively stops humping – you saw Fernando stop his humping earlier. That is when the dog begins ejaculating his semen.

“Usually lots of it. When men cum inside us, we can feel their cocks twitch and shudder, but often not really feel their semen. When a dog cums, your vagina fills, and since its entrance is sealed by the knot, that semen has no place else to go but through your cervix and then it floods into your uterus! The sensation is highly erotic, at least to me. The uterus itself can be filled, and bulge out against your belly right above your mound.”

“And are you tied to the dog when this happens?” Lucy asked with a shaky voice. Molly could not tell if her shakiness was due to fear or excitement.

“You can be, Lucy. Earlier, Fernando, who is still inexperienced, did not push his knot fully inside me, so we were not tied at all. He came, and immediately pulled out. But with some of the larger dogs, I have been knotted. The longest interval was, I would guess, about 20 minutes, but most times it is shorter than that.

“But it’s no ordeal,” Molly explained. “Imagine it. There you are, with your pussy and womb filled with warm semen and cock. Your body is shivering with wave after wave of post-orgasmic aftershocks. You’re drifting in a state of bliss from that intense fucking. Believe me, when I’m like that, I’m in no hurry for it to end.”

“Wow! That sounds really appealing, the way you describe it. You’re very kind to answer all my questions like this, Molly,” Lucy said effusively. “Before we get Bob back in here, I want to ask you one more question, just woman to woman.”

“OK, what’s that?” Molly asked.

“You seem so knowledgeable about this, and are so forthright and clear when you’re discussing it, with no hint of censure, that I want to ask you for a favor.”

Molly arched a brow inquiringly, signaling Lucy to continue.

“If I get a dog, would you… would you be OK with helping me as I try to get him to mount me, the first few times? I don’t want to mess that up, and I don’t know anyone else I could possibly ask.”

Molly beamed. “That would be my pleasure, Lucy. I think it would be great fun, helping and watching. Thanks for thinking so highly of me.” Impulsively, Molly gave Lucy a kiss on her cheek.

Lucy surprised her by turning her head after that cheek kiss, and giving Molly an unconcealed, definite kiss on her lips. After the kiss, the two women paused with their temples pressed against one another. Lucy whispered, “Should I get Spike, if he’s available?”

Molly pulled back so she could look into Lucy’s eyes as she answered. “He’s available. Do you feel drawn to him?”

Lucy giggled like a carefree young girl. “How could I not be drawn to him, after that lovely session of cunnilingus? Is he also a good lover?”

“Not only is he a good lover, Lucy. He also loves having his cock sucked, too, if the idea of that also appeals to you.”

Lucy swallowed. “It’s been a long time since I had a cock in my mouth. I used to love sucking on a cock, but I wasn’t especially fond of the taste of semen, to be honest.”

“Dog semen tastes better than human. Maybe because it’s sweeter, at least from what I’ve tasted. Come to think of it, it may depend a lot on the dog’s diet. Maybe Bob can shed some light on that. I’ll go get him, and you can ask.”

Molly found Bob in his study, reading. She briefed him on what had occurred and been discussed, and then decided to make them all some tea while he spoke with Lucy.

By the time she entered carrying the tea tray, it seemed that Lucy had concluded her questions and business with Bob. As they sipped, Bob said, “I think Lucy and Spike will be a wonderful match. I gather you agreed to have a couple of training sessions with both of them. For the time being, Spike will continue boarding with us and Lucy will visit to learn how to work with him.”

“That’s wonderful!” Molly cried.

When Lucy arose to leave, she pulled Molly into a warm embrace and again gave her a kiss – this one rather lingering. Molly felt the other woman press her breasts and pelvis firmly against her as they held each other. “See you soon,” Lucy said with a breathy sigh before she departed.

After Lucy pulled out of the driveway, Bob remarked, “That was the quickest, smoothest sale I’ve ever had! Molly, I’d like you to have a question and answer session with every customer, from now on.”